"Then, I indirectly offended Gu Xiaozi's wife."

"And then..."

Zhang Luye was stunned for a moment and wanted to refute, but he felt that his brain was not enough.

He originally wanted to turn a deaf ear to Yun Heng's words. After all, who in the martial arts world didn't know the power of Yun Heng's mouth?

Those who are stronger than him don’t bother to talk nonsense and just take action directly; those who are weaker than him have learned to shield themselves.

Even in the abyss, he has some reputation.

However, since it concerns the rise and fall of the Zhang family, Zhang Luye has to think carefully.

Then, it becomes terrifying when you think about it carefully.

Uncle Yun...what you said seems to make a lot of sense!

It’s bad, what should I do?

......

Seeing that Zhang Luye, the rough guy, was starting to get stuck in a rut, Yun Heng put on a kind smile and continued to attack him.

"Tell your son to be more careful recently."

"ah?"

Zhang Luye was still immersed in the cause and effect of his dream. He was stunned when he heard this and didn't react.

Yun Heng kindly reminded him, "Uncle, let me tell you something. Most people don't know this, but Li Guitang (number four on the Martial Immortal Ranking, Director of the Investigation Bureau) mentored Li Huaiyuan for a while, and Li Huaiyuan therefore respected him like his biological father..."

"Li Guitang's only disciple is called Ding Pojun..."

"Ding Pojun's only disciple is called Min Zimo..."

"Jiang Xue saved Min Zimo's life, so you know..."

"It's just that Li Huaiyuan hasn't figured out the twists and turns here yet. Otherwise, your son will suffer."

"Uncle, I'm reminding you out of kindness because I held you in my arms back then."

Zhang Luye: “…”

Yun Heng looked at Zhang Luye who was going further and further in the field of thinking that he was not good at, and suddenly felt a little bit of invincible loneliness.

......

At this moment, overlapping voices, as if countless people were speaking at once, suddenly echoed above the leaden clouds, causing the void to tremble.

"Yun Heng, you guys broke the rules...that's too much!"

The voices included those of men and women, young and old, and countless voices overlapped and resonated, bringing with them a strange feeling that made one's hair stand on end.

Yun Heng curled his lips, stretched out his hand, and pointed downwards through the clouds.

"What's wrong?"

"Ghost Mother, just tell me, is that little girl at the third level?"

"You made the rules~"

"The low-level ones are the low-level ones, the middle-level ones are the middle-level ones, and the high-level ones don't act casually."

"What? You want to regret it?"

Ghost Mother: “…”